The Great Library of Palanthas

Astinus' Office

Dominating the center of this room is a massive birch desk. Legend claims this desk has supported the thousands of volumes of history Astinus has recorded. A large pot of ink, a container of sharpened quills, and a candelabra complete the desks decorations. Small windows line the room, allowing light to trickle in and gently illuminate the entire room. A comfortable couch rests against the west wall. Tapestries hang on the walls between the windows. Shelves line the walls, filled with tomes of the more recent records of heroes and villians upon the face of Krynn.

The librarian notices you aren't reading anything...
Astinus hands a gorgious hardback to an Aesthetic standing by you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Nagroch' scribed in dull white ink.
As you glance down at the page you read..

From the pages of Nagroch's book..

Author: Nagroch
Date: Tue Aug 31 20:28:29 2010
Subject Not only the strong survive
Nagroch grins as he thinks back to his days in the litter. Fighting for
every scrap of food thrown to the litter and not being the biggest or
strongest meant having to using cunning to survive.
The first time he killed still stood out in his mind. She'd grabbed the last
scrap from his hands but being smaller than all the other Nagroch could do
nothing then. He waited till everyone was asleep and then moved cautiously,
making sure to not wake any of the other. Grabbing a piece of bone that had
been cleaned of the last bits of flesh and marrow he moved closer to her.
Waving it under her nose she opened her mouth as if to chew on a snack and
he carefully pushed the piece of bone into her mouth and before she could
react shoved it as far down her throat as he could. He moved back a safe
distance so her arms couldn't grab him and he watched her choke, not able to
scream out for help.
By the age of six the competition for food had drastically reduced as more
than half of the litter had died in various ways. The attrition rate for
this litter was higher than normal but then Nagroch was not a normal ogre
child. Where others relied on brute strength alone to survive Nagroch found
that deception and coercion worked well.
By the time Nagroch was ready to go out into the world and make a name for
himself there was only him and Burglatch from their litter. Nagroch had
killed almost half of the litter either on his own or by getting the others
to kill for him before then killing or having them killed.
It was at this time that a priest came to their cave and asked to see the
litter. Looking over what remained of the litter he smiled broadly and
pointing at Nagroch said "That one is destined for greatness. He must come
with me"